Frosted Soul
Reflection
In the depths of frost, a soul resides,
With eyes that speak of ancient tales,
A creature veiled in white disguise,
Yet, wisdom shines beyond the snows.
The fur, a cloak of silken threads,
Dances with the shadows softly spread,
The gaze, a window to the heart,
Where emotions play their subtle part.
In this stillness, a story's told,
Of resilience, of trials old,
A testament to nature's might,
A being born of earth and light.
The frosted coat, a camouflage true,
Conceals the beauty, pure and new,
A heart that beats with gentle care,
A soul that in the silence shares.